Lazy Saturday
Do you have these days too
Lethargic and you’re looking askew
I’ve not got out of my PJ’s today
Lazed around all Saturday
Ate more than I should’ve
Morning exercises went on my list of could of’s
My daily walk flew away
Through the unopened front doorway
The courtyard beckoned, empty it would stay
I couldn’t tell you about the weather
You could’ve knocked me over with a feather
The wind stopped me from seeing my weed till
And when rolling stones covered my window-sill
I primed my room with sounds of rock’s
In my bachelors haven full of silk socks
I didn’t feel sad, nor guilty
I’m calm and cosy, within my commonality
Ivor Steven (c) 2018
